I know a lot of people who join HIV symposiums but are the first to condemn same-sex relationships, pre-marital sex, and sex education. The way I see it, HIV awareness campaigns are being weaponized by dogmatic assholes to fear monger and spread hate among people. They accumulate knowledge from these campaigns and used them to even demonize PLHIVs.

That's why I deactivated my Facebook account again (god knows how many times I deactivated my account) because I don't want to be trigged and lose all my dignity just because I am driven by my emotions.

It's getting more and more clear to me na talaga to move to other country because DDSshits are beyond saving to be honest. Philippines is almost impossible to be saved na rin as well because of them.

Supposedly, lahi gyud dapat ang akong goal karon. Mag sulat unta ko sa akong thesis. Humanon unta nako siya karong weekends kay para maka focus na ko sa akong ubang mga task. Na realize man gud nako human sa among meeting ganeha nga hastang kadaghan diay gyud namo kailangan himuon nga semester.

Kaso kani akong isa ka advisee sa thesis kay hastang samoka pod kaayo ka istorya. Ambot unsaon ni nako sila oy. Nag spend na nuon ko og evening para sa ilaha nga sila man dapat responsible aning ilang thesis oy.

Di na pod ko makasulat aning akong thesis kay sorry for the poor choice of words but ka bogo na lang gyud ani nga mga advisees. Di na lang siguro ni nako pa graduate-on oy. Kapila man sila ingnan but di gihapon sila maka gets. Ako na pod mag run through ani sa ilahang papel jusko.

I know you don't understand me now. I also don't understand myself anymore. I just want you to know that I'm okay. I'm unstable but I am okay.

When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns as it were instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink.

In our age there is no such thing as "keeping out of politics." All issues are political issues, and politics itself is a mass of lies, evasions, folly, hatred, and schizophrenia. When the general atmosphere is bad, language must suffer. I should expect to find —this is a guess which I have not sufficient knowledge to verify— that the German, Russian and Italian languages have all deteriorated in the last ten or fifteen years, as a result of dictatorship.

Not just the app but my whole life in it. I wish I could be active as I was before but life just really sucked it out from me.

For many times, I’ve expressed my denial of taking the lead in several things, primarily because I despise liaising. But more than that, I’m simply afraid that I don’t have what it takes to be sitting with important people. God knows how goofy I am with my friends. I don’t usually dress the part, I don’t walk the part, I don’t talk the part. I don’t even act the part, for Pete’s sake.

However, no matter how much I try to dodge the laser beam, I can’t seem to escape the matrix. I don’t know what the universe is telling me, but whatever it is, it’s both a blessing and a curse.

Perhaps it’s a blessing because now I understand that I have a place in rooms I once thought were too big for me—that I could be someone I thought I never would. It was a bit unsettling at first, but I eventually got the hang of it. (So, this is how it feels to be sitting on the other side of the table, hekhek).

It’s a blessing because whatever the universe gave me, it gave me an opportunity to expand the horizon of my knowledge in my field.

We just concluded the CHED MIMAROPA and RQAT Team’s visit yesterday, and boy, was it a hell of a ride. But their visit struck me with a thought: what I know in my field is just the tip of the iceberg. If I had let my fears win that day, or any other day that I’m responsible for, I wouldn’t have learned anything. Thankfully, I did not crack.

On the other hand, I think it’s also a curse because now, people will have bigger expectations of me. I will be entrusted with more and bigger responsibilities that I don’t normally handle. And that’s terrifying. It feels like I’m walking into a world that constantly demands a better version of myself—one that I’m still learning how to be. Yesterday, I was asked by our guests how old I am, and they were perplexed that I hold such a position at a relatively young age.

My point is, I don’t know if all of this has a purpose. But I hope it does—or this would all be for nothing. I hope the universe conspires with all merciful beings to pave the way for me toward a fruitful life.

Success can also be found in the ability to control one’s emotions when dealing with a disruptive member of the organization. It takes a great deal of practice and experience for a leader to master emotional control in the middle of a heated discussion.

It also lies in the skillful use of team diversity to achieve shared goals. In any organization, it's only natural to encounter a wide range of attitudes and personalities. A successful leader knows how to harness these differences as strengths rather than see them as obstacles.

Moreover, true leadership is reflected in being responsive to the needs of others and showing genuine empathy. A leader who listens, understands, and acts with compassion builds not only results—but trust, loyalty, and unity.

So, if it is getting difficult to look for visible outcomes of your leadership, maybe you're looking for the wrong things. Adjust the focus and maybe, it's just right in front of you all along.

Since the beginning of the year, I have been complaining about my job. As I said, I accepted a position that I thought was too big for me - and I think it still is. My responsibilities have become bigger and heavier now and that came with the worst battles I had to win. I thought my job was to only arrange schedules and work on some pertinent documents; I had not prepared myself to the idea that I will also be dealing with kissing asses, mediating heated discussions, toxic and indolent employees, curmudgeon, and among other things.

These are things that can really make me surrender. I bet this is not mutually exclusive to me. Any hard working and dedicated employee's morale will wear down once the emotional weight has become to heavy for them to carry.

However, I'm still here. After all the whirlwind of heartache, mental stress, and breakdowns, I'm still here. Along this harrowing battle, I learned how to extend my patience. I didn't know I could extend my patience this long. I won the battle of self-doubt (but it's still there). I won the battle of losing control of my emotions. I learned how to appreciate people who willingly serve and help. Most importantly, I learned how to be kind to myself.

I don't know if all of this has a purpose. But I hope they have - or this would only be for nothing. But still, thank you self for always trying to be the bigger person.

I am so proud of the person you have become.

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗻𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗜 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀. Up until that moment, I always felt the gentle stirrings of my inner child — immature, mischievous, rebellious, a go-getter, and everything in between. I never felt that I was growing. But sitting there made me realize that damn, I forgot I'm already 27 and I have a huge role to fulfill already. Playtime is done. I have to dress the part. I have to walk the part. I have to speak for the part;

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲. Not because I want the spotlight or applause, but because recognition, even in its simplest form, affirms that the countless hours I devoted to serving, guiding, and giving back were not in vain. That somewhere, somehow, what I did mattered; and

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝗻𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗱. I used to only dream of becoming a simple employee — no ranks, no designations, just someone quietly doing the work. God knows how many times I declined offers to lead, afraid I wasn’t enough. But like uninvited guests, opportunities kept knocking. So, I gave it a try. It’s been arduous, laborious, and humbling. But I know I am being prepared for something much greater than myself (I hope so).

In all honesty, it’s not just a seat on the stage. It’s a reminder that I have a place in rooms I once thought were too big for me.

It’s true that our economic conditions shape the way we behave. She laughed at me for buying the cheap ones because she was used to purchasing food that only the rich could afford. I bought them because those were the kinds of food I was used to—and could only afford. But to me, they were already a luxury.

This speaks volumes about why we cannot simply blame poor individuals for the decisions they make in life. Many poor people don’t go to school because they believe they can’t afford it, or that it’s a waste of time. Many don’t eat healthy because they think they don’t have the money for it. Many dream small because they believe they lack the means to pursue more.

It takes hard work, determination, and a complete mental recalibration to change the behaviors and beliefs shaped by poverty. It’s absurd how easy it is for the rich and privileged to say the poor must simply “change their mindset.” No—it’s not that simple.

The rich and privileged do not have the right to judge the marginalized.

DDS have now claimed that the crimes of the Marcoses are true because BBM failed to protect Duterte when they were the ones who refused to believe and even advocated to distort history during the 2022 elections.

DDS are now rallying in the streets because Duterte was allegedly kidnapped when they were the ones who red-tag protesters and activists.

"I'd rather have society that kills criminals than a society that kills innocents" has been the tautological argument of the DDS. How is it that they can't even open their minds to other facts or truths?

DDS are now showing that they are the major perpetuators of misinformation. No matter how the "educated" DDS cover for them, nothing can ever be farther from this truth.

DDS don't have the guts to accept their mistake of putting PBBM in presidency because according to them, they were scammed.

The Duterte family has now shown that they oftentimes resolve an issue with physical violence or verbal abuse - a clear reflection of their inability to think critically first before doing anything.